I sat waiting for it with my eyes closed. I heard the music from upstairs mix with the sounds of my own music. I chewed the ends of my mustache and saw the pattern of grass and how it looked after it was cut. I sat waiting for it to come, I scanned my whole life, feeling for it the way a blind man touches the features on someone else’s face…trying to see it with the mind. I wondered if I would ever really do it. I searched my heart for the answer, stepping outside of myself as a judge prepares his verdict. And I did not know in my own heart if I really had the nerve. The desire to create requires a full-body commitment from the head to the heart with a good amount of guts to combine them all and then…
for what?
For all.
It’s the requirement of single-mindedness that is scary, eh? Full-body commitment, that’s it.
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Hey Bruce! Nice to hear from you and hope you’re managing okay down there. Maybe we talk soon on the video thingy…there seems to be a groundswell of resentment on this Tull book I’m looking forward to hearing.
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Hoping to be there. I’m a big Tull fan, though this one isn’t in my fave five. Ante up!
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Great, we’ll set the badgers on you then…get a good sleep!
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And yes, to your comment by the way…thanks for that!
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to create is a powerful act.
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Thanks Beth!
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You nailed it, Bill!
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Thanks Tish! Or it nailed me, so speak…ha! Hope your well, and happy summer to you and G!
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Your kind thoughts are wholeheartedly reciprocated to you and yours. We are fine, though I rant a lot.
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Cheers Tish! Thanks for that…
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Doing sit-ups.
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I should…
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yessir, i hear that
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Thanks man…good evening to you, good sir…!
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